I have a friend who is a pastry cook. She asked me what kind of cake I wanted for my birthday, I told her I wanted a red velvet cake decorated to look like a TARDIS. She said "Does it need to stand up?" and I said "No, it'll be easier to cut if it lays flat." she said "But I have a
plan." I said, "Get down with your bad self."
Well, in the two weeks leading up to my Birthday (yesterday) she went to have a filling replaced and things went...
poorly. So poorly that she's been in and out of a
different dentist's office several times since then and has graduated from Vicodin to Norco. (Which is like Vicodin on crack apparently.)
I'm pretty sure she was in for a root canal the Friday morning before the day of the party. But she still made me my cake.
If that isn't one of the true signs of friendship I don't know what is. And I don't know how I'm going to top that when her birthday rolls around.
( It is red and delicious on the inside )EDIT: Removed random url that I don't know how it got there.